I checked my phone for the umpteenth time today. There was still no response. I messaged him this morning with our usual good morning text messages while I was getting changed for work, but he still hasn't responded, even though he almost always replies within 10 minutes. I haven't seen him all day at work either, but it was already almost noon. Was he not coming in today? But he would tell me beforehand if that was the case or at least let me know in reply to a message, right? Or was I expecting too much? After all, Rafael is a busy man. He's the head of Cordova Industries, the wealthiest and most powerful man in the country. I couldn't expect him to always think of me when he had other things to do. Maybe I was just being overly paranoid, but I couldn't stop myself from feeling antsy about his absence. He did seem to be growing increasingly tired over the last week.Even though he still always came to my house to have dinner with Liam and me, I could tell that he was exhausted
"No need to fret any longer, my sweet Danary, for Benedict is here to save the day!" His voice echoed from far down the hallway way before the front door swung open to reveal the owner of the voice. Although he seemed to be overflowing with energy before arriving, his face instantly fell when he caught sight of Rafael and me on the ground right in front of the door. He paled as his eyes raked across Rafael's unconscious but panting, half-naked figure lying on the ground. With my hand still soothingly stroking Rafael's hair, I looked up at Mr. Serman with a weak smile and shakily greeted, "T-Thank y-you for c-coming." His eyes widened as he took in the sight. When he finally came to his senses, he whisper-yelled, "What happened to him?!?""F-Fever, but h-he r-refuses to go to the h-hospital." Mr. Serman pinched the bridge of his nose with a heavy sigh and nodded in understanding. "C-Can y-you h-help me c-carry him to b-bed?" His eyes nearly fell out of their sockets as he stared
I woke up with a heavy weight draped over my body in a wonderfully warm embrace. My senses were filled with the soothing scent of a familiar deep cologne, and all I wanted to do was snuggle up even further into big... firm... pecs?My eyes immediately snapped awake when I realized that I had not been cozying up to a bunch of pillows. Rather, I was lying on Rafael's broad chest and rubbed my cheek against his pecs like some sort of pervert.My cheeks immediately flushed at the sight of his naked form laying underneath me. I could feel every inch of his muscles naturally flexing under my touch.In my panic from finding him in such an ill state, I didn't have a chance to fully appreciate his lack of a shirt until now. I was too busy replacing the towel on his forehead and trying to make something for him to eat out of the few ingredients that he kept in his apartment.He had been asleep for the most part, letting his fever die down with rest, but he did wake up briefly last night. He was
"Where are you from?""How old are you?""Do your parents live around here?""How did you meet Rafael?""What made you like him?"Question after question came firing out of Mrs. Cordova without pause before I could even answer the first one. She was practically bouncing in her seat from excitement and had to be held down to the sofa by her quiet husband.Rafael had pulled me down next to him on the opposing sofa and wrapped his arm securely around my waist to keep me glued to his side.His eye twitched as more questions came flying our way until he finally snapped.He hissed, "Mother! You said that you contain yourself today."I instinctively reached out to pull his hands into my lap and rubbed soothing circles on the back of his hand, trying to get him to loosen up a bit."I-It's okay, Achilles. I d-don't m-mind a-answering."Even though I was still wasn't fully comfortable with them yet, I didn't want to make a bad impression on his parents.Turning my attention back to his mother's
Mrs. Cordova was a highly energetic person, to say the least. She had a bubbly personality that could easily draw a long person in, the exact opposite of her quiet husband and her son. But she also had an air of confidence to her that demanded respect despite the fact she was nearly as short as me.With an arm hooked with mine, she bombarded her favorite cafe with a boisterous voice, asking for her usual seat. I wanted to shrivel away under all the eyes that were instantly drawn to us, but the employees seemed to be used to Mrs. Cordova's bubbly personality as they happily showed her to her "usual" seat and laughed at her antics as she randomly pointed new things in the cafe from the last time she visited.I was a bit uncomfortable with everyone's attention. They whispered very poorly to each other about us, asking about who was with the madam of the Cordova household. However, Mrs. Cordova easily pulled my attention away from their whispers with the mere mention of Rafael's name.She
"So... how are you and Danary?""...""I heard she met your parents already.""...""Are you actually... lovey-dovey with her?""...""It seems like something she would like, but I could never imagine you acting like that.""...""Come on, just a few words. That's all I need."I gave a highly irritated sigh and came to an abrupt stop mid-walk. For some reason, Benedict came to my apartment this morning right as I was leaving and insisted on accompanying me to work.Benedict held up his hands in mock surrender when I spun around with a harsh glare. "Look, I was just curious. It's been over two weeks since I found out, and I haven't bothered you once since then. The least you could do is satisfy my curiosity a bit.""...""Just a little.""We're... good..."He was staring at me with such big, round, questioning eyes that I was only able to bite out two words. I immediately spun around on my heel and started to make my way toward my office building again, unable to handle his intense sta
Brushing the light snowfall off my shoulders, I ducked under the tiny door frame of her front door and carefully shrugged my coat off. The temperature had suddenly fallen over the last few days in New York City, but Jane's home never failed to fill my body with warmth whenever I came over.I glanced down at the fretting little lady as she floundered around me in her adorable kitchen apron and a fluffy towel in her hand. She was extremely worried about all the snow that had melted on my head, but I could care less.I reached forward, lopping my arm around her waist and effectively halting her motions as I pulled her against my frame. Her cheeks turned a bright red color, as usual, mirroring the red ornament balls hanging from her ceiling.Her comforting sweet scent engulfed me as I lowered my head, leaning down closer to her until we were just an inch away from each other. I greeted softly, "I missed you, darling."Her face immediately flushed into a deeper red as she stammered, "I-I m
The little bell above the door rang as I entered the hole-in-the-wall boutique.I planned to propose to Jane today and worked extra hard to finish my work early, but she was nowhere to be seen when I finally left my office.But based on Joseph's information, my mother had run off with Jane in the middle of the workday to come to Amanda's boutique to try on her custom dress for the last time in preparation for tomorrow's gala.The moment I walked in, I was greeted with the familiar sight of gold detailing lining the shop's walls with rolls of fabrics scattered all over the place and the usual musky scent that clung to every inch of the wall. It was something I had often seen as a child whenever my mother insisted on dragging me here to play dress up."Oh, hello, Rafael. I wasn't expecting to see you today. Do you need to get something altered at the last minute?" pipped Amanda as she lifted her glasses off of her face and rounded the corner to greet me.I shook my head and glanced arou